Complicated

By A.C. Dupuis

What happens when a match meets gasoline? Intense heat followed by complete destruction.

Allison Marshall, Ali, is the younger, wilder sister of Houston attorney Rachel Marshall, soon-to-be Rachel Hall. Rachel landed Timothy Hall, a fellow attorney and eldest son of Texas oil tycoon, Nathaniel Hall. Ali's untamed lifestyle made her the perfect event planner for Rachel's bachelorette party. After a night of fierce partying, Ali surprises her sister with a visit to the strip club where the bachelor party was celebrating. That's where she met Timothy's brother, Tyson, for the first time.

Tyson Hall, Ty, is Timothy's younger, wilder brother. His dark past included an arrest which presented Ty with a choice, jail or the military. The choice was easy – he left for boot camp the day he after he graduated from high school. His military career kept him in Germany, leaving him distanced from his Texas roots. He had only heard stories about Rachel’s sister from Tim's friends but never had the pleasure of meeting Ali, until he was shoving a twenty down her shirt after a very erotic lap dance at Tim's bachelor party.

Their unorthodox introduction was followed by a night that changed the two of them forever. Circumstances out of their control separate them...but for how long? Will their heat sustain them? Or is it just too - Complicated?

• Language: English
• Publisher: A.C. Dupuis
• Release date: Sep 7, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301142828

A.C. Dupuis

A. C. Dupuis is a romance novelist whose love for reading developed into a love for writing. She lives in the South with her family and many furry babies.

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Complicated

By A. C. Dupuis

Copyright 2013 A. C. Dupuis

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Chapter 1

Meet Ali

Where are we going, Ali? Rachel seriously was slurring her words.

It’s a surprise, Rach. Ali was standing facing. She placed both hands on her sister’s shoulder and tilted her head to the side. Have you had fun so far? She punctuated her question with her trademark smile.

Hell, yes! Rachel lifted her martini glass for a toast.

Ali picked up her glass and tapped her sister’s with her own, Then trust me, this will be just as fun, Ali mumbled under her breath knowing her sister couldn’t hear her, "for you and Tim."

Rachel and Allison Marshall were the two daughters of Harold and Isabelle Marshall. Unfortunately for the girls, their mother was taken from them during their teens due to breast cancer, leaving their father as a single parent, and Rachel as the primary caregiver for Allison.

Rachel was a typical first child - responsible, ambitious, and very driven. She graduated at the top of her class at both Rice University where she obtained her undergraduate and in law school at University of Texas – Austin. She took over her family’s law firm at the very young age of 26, allowing her father to retire. Rachel made a great name for herself in the Houston legal scene and kept the Marshall law firm very profitable. Her negotiation skills put Rachel in the some of the most elite board rooms in Houston. In one of those board rooms, she sat across the table from her future husband, Timothy Hall.

Timothy Hall was the eldest son of Nathanial Hall, one of Texas’ largest oil tycoons. Timothy was an All-American Linebacker at the University of Texas who also graduated from law school with honors. When Rachel was hired on as legal counsel to represent an interest that Hall Oil and Gas was looking to buy, her skills in the boardroom caught Tim’s attention. At the end of the deal, Tim was eating out of the palm of her hand, and Rachel was showing him her equally impressive skills in the bedroom.

They were set to be married in a few days with only the bachelor and bachelorette party standing it their way.

Allison, or Ali as everyone called her, was the polar opposite of Rachel. She was a free-spirit, fun-loving party girl who had her momma’s looks and her daddy’s charm. She was the quintessential Texas beauty – blonde hair, big boobs, and bouncing personality. Ali was still in college at Rice University only a few semesters away from her Business Management Degree. She didn’t have a 5 year plan like Rachel did and had no clue what she was going to do after school.

Ali was a serial dater with a long list of broken hearts. She was known as a man eater and had tried to be tamed by many men, none who were successful. Ali wasn’t about settling down, and she let all of her suitors know that up front. She never wanted to be married, but that didn’t stop plenty men from asking. It was also rumored, by the few men that were lucky to actually experience it, that Ali was a hellcat between the sheets. She knew how to drive men wild and leave them begging for more. Yet another reason why the line of men just wanting to breath the same air as she did was stretched all the way to El Paso.

Ali was Rachel’s maid of honor and was the coordinator and event planner of her bachelorette party. All the girls knew that this would be a night they never forget since Ali was at the helm. The bachelorette party participated in a bar crawl of some of the most posh clubs in Houston. Along with the crawl was a scavenger hunt that had Rachel doing tasks at each spot in order to earn the next clue that would take them to the next place. They were currently on the way to the last stop of the evening. The entire night was filled with traditional events that most people would expect when attending a bachelorette party. However, Ali added a very special surprise for the last stop of the night that was intended for both the bride AND the groom.

Ali knew that Tim’s bachelor party was at a high end strip club in downtown Houston. It was shut down to the public due to the fact that the Hall name gave those types of privileges. She planned on ending Rachel and Tim’s night with a bang. There was only one hitch; she had to get Rachel and friends drunk enough to go along with her plans.

Ali’s combination of none stop cosmos and Jell-O shots got the ladies exactly where she needed them to be to execute her plan. She was on a mission to get into the super exclusive strip club and have Rachel and the rest of the party surprise the guys with their own performance. She knew that Rachel had a wild side deep down, and Tim would totally freak out when he saw Ms. Straight-laced Rachel bumping and grinding down a pole.

When Ali had the huge greyhound she rented for the evening drop them off in front of the strip club, surprisingly the girl were all super excited and ready to climb up and down the pole proving that her vodka to Jell-O ratio was right on the money. Ali flirted with the bouncer and got access to the strip club for the entire bachelorette party. The bouncer talked to the club manager, who thought it would be a nice treat for their special guest to receive a surprise show from his wife-to-be and all of her gorgeous friends. What he really meant was, "I’m not stupid enough to say no to soon-to-be Mrs. 3rd Richest Family in Texas."

The girls were all drunk enough to think that Ali’s idea was a fabulous one and began throwing around songs that they should dance to. The final decision was Pour Some Sugar on Me by Def Leopard, a strip club classic.

So Ali, should we coordinate moves? One of Rachel’s law school friends asked.

Ali looked at the poor girl with pity. Just pick a guy from the bachelor party and go shake your ass. Amateurs. One warning, ladies. If ANY of you go near Tim, I will pull out my .22 and shoot you dead right here in this strip club. Tim is all Rachel’s. Ali threat was serious and so was the fact that she had a gun. Their daddy taught both Rachel and Ali how to shoot and both girls were near expert marksmen.

Ali knew Tim would freak out seeing Rachel on stage, but he would love the idea of Rachel fulfilling every man’s fantasy – taking home the hot stripper. Rachel was a Marshall after all, hot was in the DNA. Big boobs and pouty lips ran in the family.

They were all backstage when Cinnamon, the head honcho stripper, told the girls that they were on next. The girls were giggling with excitement. Ali passed around one last round of Jell-O shots to everyone who needed a little liquid courage. Once the guitar riff started, the girls took the stage, Ali being at the back of the pack.

The lights were bright so she could barely see the bachelor party, but she sure heard them. When Rachel took the stage, Ms. Prim and Proper crawled on all fours towards her husband-to-be wearing her condom-filled veil and all. The guys in the party went wild, and Tim mouth was hung open. Her sister had moves she must have been hiding all these years, because Tim’s eyes may have been very wide, but there was a huge grin on his face which told Ali that he may have seen some of Rachel’s moves before. YAY for Ali’s GREAT idea!

Ali shimmied her way down the catwalk collecting dollars from the other guys at the bachelor party. She noticed the guy that was sitting right next to Tim, who she had never seen before. It had to be Tim’s brother, since they looked a lot alike. He was watching Rachel and some of the other girls, but when he locked eyes with Ali, her heart skipped a beat. He had a really intense look coupled with a sexy smile and started waving a twenty in her direction. Normally, it would take more than a twenty to get Ali to cross the room for any man, but since she orchestrated this little event, she may as well play by the rules.

Chalise, one of Rachel’s psycho friends, obviously was trying to get this poor man’s attention, but unfortunately her moves were mimicking that of a person having a grand maul seizure. He wasn’t having any of that. He kept his eyes on Ali who gladly showed Chalise how it was really done. Ali slowly danced her way across the stage riling up the guys who lined the path on the way to her destination – Mr. Smoldering Hot. She stood right in front of the brother slowly lowered herself as she swayed her hips. When she was at eye level, she gave him her trademark smile with a wink, and then spread her legs while running her hands up and down her thighs. She saw him swallow hard as his eyes were fixed on Ali’s thighs. Yeah, he liked it.

Ali lifted her forefinger and motioned the brother to get closer which he happily obliged. He stood up at the edge of the stage where Ali grabbed his head and pulled it into her 34 D’s. She ran her hands through the back of his thick, dark hair securing him to her chest. The other boys were fanning money at Ali, wanting their piece of the action. Ali let his head go before she did a quick spin standing up in front of him. She made sure her ass rubbed against his face on the way up. She turned to face him with raised eyebrows and her million dollar smile and before he knew it, she had snatched the money out of his hands. She tucked the twenty in between her breasts and was about to walk away when another twenty appeared in his hands.

Hook, line, and sinker. It was too easy.

Ali lifted her size seven Jimmy Choo and placed it on his shoulder pushing him to sit back down. He stumbled back a bit but was willing to comply like a good boy. She motioned for his hand which he gladly gave her. Ali hopped off the stage and was standing in front of him. She turned around and bent over rubbing her ass all over his chest and crotch, which seemed to be a little firm. He must have liked her moves. She spun back around and straddled his lap holding onto his neck while she buried his face in her chest again. He was holding onto her hips keeping her stable on his lap. Ali arched her back and let her head drop while still holding onto his neck. One of his arms wrapped all the way around her waist while he took his second twenty and shoved it into her cleavage himself. Ali whipped her head back up finding herself only inches away from his very sexy mouth. The song ended, and the entire party was cheering and applauding the girls.

Ali gave him another trademark smile, You must be the brother? His dark hair and eyes gave him a very dangerous and sexy mystique. Since Ali had touched nearly every inch of him, she could tell that his body was as rockin’ as her moves. He was similar to Tim as far as size and features, but Ali could tell that those two brothers were like night and day. She kinda liked that.

Yes, I’m Tyson, Ty. You must be the sister?

Yes, I’m Ali. Nice to meet you.

Breathing heavily, he touched her dimple and said, Trust me, the pleasure was all mine.

Chapter 2

Meet Tyson

Ty watched a very horny Tim and a very drunk Rachel slip away into a champagne room with the assistance of the club manager. Rachel’s sister, Ali, was still straddling his lap. She was much hotter than the rumors he had heard about her for all those years. The stories that Tim’s douchebag friends told about her didn’t give Ali any justice. She was absolutely stunning. Her green eyes were darker around the edges, like the color of grass, but the grass green color faded to a sage green in the center. They were absolutely captivating. Her long blond hair had natural highlights and framed that beautiful face of hers. Her pink pouty lips were full and deliciously tempting. Ty immediately wanted to feel them on his.

Thanks for the twenties. Ali put her hands on his shoulders and was about to move off of him when Ty held her in place, keeping her sexy ass right on top of his getting-harder-by-the-second lap. Ali was startled, but wasn’t fighting to get away.

Will you have a drink with me? Since we just met.

Up until today, Ty had only heard stories about the infamous Ali Marshall from Tim and his friends. She was Rachel’s very hot and very wild little sister. All of Tim’s friends were in love and had struck out, according to the stories. She was a man eater who didn’t do relationships. She went through guys like tissues, and broken hearts were her specialty.

Some of the legends were right. She was definitely very hot, and she seemed to be just as wild as what he heard. But, he saw something different in Ali. He couldn’t put his finger on it just yet, but she wasn’t the man eater from the stories he heard.

She had an adorable dimple that appeared in her left cheek when she smiled, Sure. Tequila please. Ali started pulling out the money that was shoved in the waist band of her jeans and the cleavage of her shirt. She made no attempt to get off of Ty’s lap.

Ty motioned to the waitress to get a couple of shots of tequila. She came right over with two shot glasses, a small cup of limes, and a salt shaker. She poured the first two shots and left the entire bottle on the table next to them.

Thank you! Ali smiled as she tilted her head to the side and gave the waitress one of the twenties that Ty slipped into her shirt. Her deep Texas accent was very obvious when she said the word you. She grabbed the salt shaker off of the table and grabbed one of Ty’s hands, which were both leisurely resting on her very nice ass. She looked him right in the eyes when she ran her pretty pink tongue across the back of his hand and poured salt on it. She lifted her hand to Ty’s mouth and raised her eyebrows. Ty grabbed her hand, closed his eyes, and ran his fat tongue across her tiny little hand. When he opened his eyes, Ali was staring down at his mouth with her eyes wide and her bottom lip between her teeth. She shook the salt onto her hand and finally grabbed the two shot glasses and limes, handing one over to Ty.

To Rachel and Tim. Ali tapped his glass, toasting their siblings.

To new beginnings. Ty tapped her glass, not toasting their siblings. He grabbed her hand and ran his tongue over the rough salt that covered her delicate skin. He closed his eyes and threw the tequila back. It was not the cheapest shit, but pretty close. It really burned going down and would probably do the same coming back up. When he opened his eyes, Ali had the lime in her mouth holding it in between her teeth. Ty felt his mouth uncontrollably curl up into a grin as his blood rush to his crotch. He slid his hand behind Ali’s neck, lacing his fingers into her silky hair and slowly drew her to him. He grabbed the lime with his teeth causing their lips to touch for just a second. Ty’s heartbeat sped up when he heard a slight purr leave Ali’s mouth.

My turn. Ali’s sweet little dimple was making its appearance again. She closed her eyes and ran her pretty little pink tongue across the salt covered back of his hand again. Ty could only imagine it running along other surfaces of his body, specifically the surface throbbing in his pants at the moment. She placed the second lime she was holding in Ty’s mouth. He opened up for her and bit down on the bitter rind of the lime. Ali took her shot of tequila and put the shot glass down. She placed both hands on the sides of his face, stretched her torso up and extended her neck to reach Ty’s mouth. She opened her full lips and encased Ty mouth with them. She bit into the flesh of the lime and suck on it allowing Ty to keep it in his mouth while she drained its juice. He finally released the lime letting Ali pull it from his mouth. She pulled the rind out and placed it on the table next to the tequila. With a whole body shake she said, I hate cheap tequila. Yuck!

But it’s the strip club’s finest. Ty teased her.

Ali giggled, And I appreciate it, kind sir. Her dimple was driving him crazy. How could something considered to be so cute, be so damn sexy at the same time?

Hey Ali, I’ve got a hundred. What song would you like me to play for you? Ronnie, one of Tim’s college buddies, was waiving a hundred dollar bill in front of him. Ty was smiling on the outside, but seething on the inside. He hated that asshole from the first day he met him.

Now Ronnie, you can see that I’m keeping Ty company in the absence of his brother. It would be rude if I just left him here all alone. Where are your southern manners? And, what kind of lady do you think I am, anyway? She had her hands on her hips and her eyebrows were raised, as she straddled a stranger she only just met minutes ago. Ty loved her definition of southern hospitality.

Ronnie turned red and didn’t know what to say; served him right, cock blocking mother fucker. Please, don’t let me stop you. Ty was teasing Ali again.

Ali’s face went serious, There is not enough money on this earth that could make me go near Ronnie. He’s a douchebag, and he totally gives me the heeby jeebies. Gross! She crinkled her nose and had a look of horror.

Ty smiled from her comment and said, That was my initial assessment also.

Ali pushed her long blonde hair behind her ear and tilted her pretty head to the side before asking, "So why is this the first